Just Lunch

(This chapter contains mature content.)

It was 9 o'clock at night, and Ethan was on edge. Despite spending time with Logan, he felt impatient and restless like a caged animal, a bull in a china cabinet. Olivia's lunch with Daniel had left him uneasy, and the lack of communication from Olivia only added to his anxiety.

The unease had lingered, and he found himself pacing his apartment, unable to shake off the feeling. He attempted to quell his nerves, reminding himself not to be too clingy, but the uncertainty gnawed at him. With a determined exhale, he decided to reach out.

Pulling out his phone, Ethan composed a message, trying to strike a balance between concern and nonchalance. "Hey, you," he began, his thumb tapping the screen. "Just checking in. I haven't heard from you today. Is everything alright?" He hesitated for a moment, contemplating whether to add more, then decided to keep it simple. "Let me know when you get a chance. Miss you."

Another 30 minutes had passed, and still, there was nothing from Olivia. Ethan was on the verge of calling her when he heard a knock at his door. Opening it, he found Olivia standing there, radiating a glow that made her all the more beautiful. All the frustration he felt dissipated as he welcomed her with a smile.

"Hey, beautiful," he greeted, pulling her into a warm embrace. "I was just about to send out a search party for you." Olivia laughed, her eyes sparkling with apology. "I'm sorry, Ethan. After lunch, I went out with Jenna to get the final things for our trip. We went shopping and chatting, and time got away from us."

"I see," Ethan responded, still holding her tightly. Then, with a mischievous grin, he whispered in her ear, "I think there must be a punishment for your lack of communication." Olivia felt her cheeks blush as her mind raced with the delightful implications of his words.

Ethan, I'm sorry," Olivia began to reply, but Ethan gently placed his finger on her lips to silence her.

"Let's see," he began, his tone playfully stern, "you went out with your ex for lunch and left me hanging all day. Wondering where you were, if the lunch continued. My mind was creating all types of scenarios." He continued, his eyes narrowing in mock suspicion. "I think you owe me an explanation, don't you?"

Olivia chuckled, feeling guilt and amusement at Ethan's theatrical response. "I promise it was just lunch, and then Jenna and I got carried away with shopping. It wasn't intentional, I swear." 

Ethan raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on his lips. "Just lunch, huh? Well, I suppose I'll have to show you what happens when you leave me hanging like that," he said, his voice dripping with seduction. Olivia's heart skipped a beat as she felt the anticipation build within her.

Ethan's hand trailed down her side, his touch sending shivers down her spine. He leaned in closer, his warm breath caressing her ear. "Tonight, you're mine," he whispered, his voice both demanding and inviting.

Olivia's body responded instantly to his words, her core throbbing with desire. She couldn't resist him any longer. With a nod of agreement, she let herself be swept away by the current of their mutual longing.

Ethan took Olivia by the hand and led her into his bedroom, a luxurious oasis filled with rich colors and plush furnishings. He turned to her with a commanding gaze, his lips curved in a seductive smirk. "Strip," he commanded, his voice husky and filled with desire.

Olivia's face flushed with excitement and embarrassment as she stood before him, feeling exposed and vulnerable. She wanted him but felt unsure about baring herself entirely to him.

Sensing her hesitation, Ethan's expression softened, and he reassured her, "We can stop at any time; just let me know." But there was a hint of warning in his tone as he added, "But the longer you take, the more severe your punishment will be." Olivia's heart raced at his words, both nervous and aroused by the prospect of what lay ahead.

Olivia's hands trembled as she slowly began to remove each item of clothing, feeling Ethan's eyes fixed upon her. She could sense the hunger in his gaze, a hunger that mirrored her own. As each piece fell to the floor, her confidence grew, and her inhibitions faded away.

Once fully undressed, Olivia stood before Ethan, completely exposed, her body poised with anticipation. His eyes roamed over her figure, taking in every curve and contour. A raw desire flickered in his eyes, igniting a fire within her.

Ethan closed the distance between them, capturing Olivia's lips in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed over her body, caressing every inch of her skin. The touch of his fingertips against her heated flesh sent waves of pleasure coursing through her veins.

Ethan's strong hand gripped Olivia's chin firmly as he leaned close to her, his voice low and commanding. "You've been a naughty girl," he said sternly, his eyes piercing into hers. "Do you understand the gravity of what you have done?"

Olivia stammered, feeling small under his intense gaze. "No sir," she whispered. "Well, let me enlighten you," Ethan replied coolly. "You left me waiting all day, making me question your loyalty and respect for me. That is not a nice thing to do."

Olivia's heart raced as she realized the gravity of her actions and braced herself for whatever punishment was to come.

"Now, you must receive your punishment," Ethan declared with authority, causing a shiver to run down Olivia's spine. "Do you understand?" She nodded, unable to find her voice as her body trembled with anticipation. The air between them was charged with tension and desire, making Olivia wet with both fear and excitement.